Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
Gazing up into the darkness I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burned with anguish and anger.
One of the things I could never get accustomed to in my youth was the difference I found between life and literature.
No one would think he'd make such a beautiful corpse.